Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone glanced at Seamus, who was still wrapped in bandages.

"Go back to rest. You are still injured and can't stand for too long," she softly said.

Seamus gazed into the distance and remained silent for a moment before smiling faintly.

"Miss, am I useless?"

"What are you saying?!"

"I can't even protect you..."

A sense of guilt crawled over Persephone's heart like ivy on a wall.

"Don't be like this." She looked at him. "If not for you this time, I wouldn't know what terrible things might have happened... Seamus, thankfully, you're by my side."

"Really?" Seamus turned around.

Perhaps due to the lighting, Persephone had the feeling that Seamus looked even gloomier, like thick dark clouds on the horizon. There was an indescribable sense of oppression.

me and

aback, her hands subconsciously fiddling with

you like, and I, to put it nicely, am your bodyguard. Bluntly speaking, I'm just a dog of

"Seamus!"

had been alarmed out of the blue. It had galloped around the track with

at the time had said they, as professionals, wouldn't dare to use that method to save someone. And Seamus, at that time, was just

do is for you." His voice was hoarse. "Don't worry.

on healing first. Right now, your health is the

Wynn, arranging to meet him in

he entered a dark corner of the bar, there was only one table there, oddly out of place

of lukewarm water. His countenance revealed

opposite him but immediately stood

back down with an appeasing

sight of Wynn's face made Seamus nauseous, he had to